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No Use Crying Over Wet Blankets
BS Brittaney Static (December 6th,1989 / Caught beneath the undertow)

No Use Crying Over Wet Blankets

Why do you have to act this way
You should be able to control yourself.
You left me cold out in the rain
With only blankets to better myself.

You have spoiled my piece of mind
You knew how much this meant to me
All I want to do is let you in
But you bring in all the dirt

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